Page 65 of Beautifully Twisted


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I don't move, the places her hands touched burning deep into me. "You're so fucking ungrateful."

Lola puts her hands on her hips. "Me? Me? Ungrateful? And what is it I'm meant to be grateful for? This grand prison?"

"I'm trying to keep you safe."

I don't move. I can't. If I do... who knows what I'll do?

"I never asked for your help. You're cray-cray, dude. You seem to have a screw loose when it comes to me."

"Don't I know it?" I mutter under my breath.

She shakes her head, her fury emanating from her in waves, and she's so fucking hot in all the right and wrong ways that I can barely contain myself.

"You just want to control my life, Enzo."

"Fuck. We talk in circles."

"No. We don't. Because you want to fuck or keep away."

"Of course, I want to fuck you. You drive me cray-cray," Isay, mimicking her. "In that way. Against logic, I want to be buried balls deep in you so you come on my cock. But that isn't where we've got a problem, is it?"

Her cheeks go a dark red.

"No. You refuse to talk about feelings and talk this through. You want me but only on your terms. Surface shit you can handle. Because if we talk about feelings, you'll have to face yours. It's like sex without kissing."

Lola flinches as if I've struck a nerve.

As if?

I did strike it.

"What? Are you going to confess your love?"

"No—"

"Or am I just lurking about in your heart?"

I turn it on her. "And aren't I doing the same with you?"

"It's got nothing to do with it. Just let me the fuck go."

"Oh, man, I can't even get a step in front, can I?"

"I want you where I can see you. Are you spying on the room now?"

"Don't be a fool. You know I did that to protect you."

"I don't want that. I didn't ask for it. Let me go."

I let out a manic laugh. "You're not going to let this go, are you?"

"No, I'm not. Because it won't end. There'll always be something you think you need to save me from. And as far as I can tell, there are no limits to what you're willing to do."

"For fuck's sake. I know you're not stupid, Lola."

"I know that, too, and I know you're trying to ignore what I'm saying."

It's true. I am. I just can't fucking believe how ungrateful and blind she's being.